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Heartland Feeling Lyrics

Artist: Beck
Album: Golden Feelings

I'm totally fucked up. I can barely speak. I'm totally fucked up. They gave meso many drugs. But, uh... I'm gonna be here... Alright, what we're talkin abouthere is... is kind of a... it's a heartland feeling... like, uh, Mellencamp, youknow, kind of a Mellen feeling. Ok, what you gotta get together is a... some...a heartland folk singer. Uh, we're gonna need a real quick... uh, John CougarMellencamp, Bruce Spingsteen, Bob Seeger... that type of feeling. A Mellenfeeling. You know, real, uh, powerful, approving music, uh... of a heartlandquality, uh, just powerful straight-forward music. And if you can't get just theright type of feeling, find someone who will pass and change them.

Old man johnson got his head in his handMakin' his way across state in a fiddlin' bandWith hair all down in his eyesAnd the microphone all covered with fliesWhen he gets done playin, goes back to his roomClimbs in the bed in his cowboy bootsAnd he picks up a magazine, turns on the TVLights a cigar as he's fallin asleep

Well he's only a personWho doesn't know shitYeah, nothin happeninThat's about it

Yeah

Well little Rosanna came from TexarkanaHad fourteen dollars wrapped in a bandanaCame into town not lookin for muchWell she found a hound dog and she named him DutchShe got a job at the arcade takin' quartersBut she was never too good at takin' ordersSo one night she stopped givin out changeShe kicked the boss in the shin and unplugged the games

She's only a personWho doesn't know shitNothin' happeninThat's about it

Ooo oooYeah yeah yeah

Sam got canned at the canneryHe punched out the clock that nightHis knuckle was bleeding as he walked homeHe was cold and he had a headacheWell his wife was cookin canned beansHe took out all the money out of his jeansAnd he set it on fire in the kitchen sinkAs his wife handed him a drink

He was only a personWho didn't know shitNothin happeninThat's about it

Oh yeahOoo ooo ooo

Smiler was lookin' for handoutsSleepin' in an abandoned lighthouseDown at the mini-mall shakin his hatWashin' windows with his bare handHe found a sports carWith the keys in the ignitionIt just seemed so easyHe took a joyride, drove it into a hedgeCame out with the steering wheel wrapped around his head

Well he's only a personWho doesn't know shitNothin happeninThat's about itOoo ooo yeah

Well Janie was born in a small townEverybody just standin aroundThey had bingo games and the raffleEverybody chewin tobaccoWell she grew up kinda restlessAll her boyfriends wanted to be dentistsWell, she got a job at the truck stopAnd she got old fast and never did what she wanted

She's only a personWho doesn't know shitNothin happeninThat's about it